A distant planet in the sky.
A speck of light held in your eye.
In every motion that's disguised,
The span of distance and of time
The far and wide.

Beyond the vanished point of sight.
Beyond the dreams for better lives.
Inside the lonlieness of nights,
Beside the will and want to try
The awe and fright.

Resounds in quiet. The naked sky.
The vast and violent. The ocean tide.
The calm of night.

A cloud of dust held out in space,
As a reflection in the wake.
Tumbleweed moon across the waves
The light that bends around your face,
The open sea.

The grit of salt against your teeth.
Each grain of sand beneath your feet.
A view that stretches out for miles,
The words describe but can't define
The far and wide.

So without irony or scorn,
And though the path already worn.
Before the memory escapes,
The unsung song that it awakes
The stars align.

Resounds in quiet. The naked sky.
The vast and violent. The calm of night.

Everything you see is rearranged,
Your fingerprint your holy stain
The hand of man and God the same.
Everything you touch that comes to life
The breathing sky, the ocean tide,
The hand that roughs the waves of white.

Each tiny charge of electrostatic, Those dancing ions move sporadic.
Nothing separates the different blues,